The thread of panic that had started was growing into a horrible fear, I had to get out of there, but the question was how? I had originally planned on seeing if I could find Jim but now as the four approached, the raspy sound of bone dragging on the ground making me feel nauseated, all I could think of was getting the hell out of that place. I could only think of one thing and that was to force one of them to move like I had in the bathroom of the bedroom I had been in. It never occurred to me as I raised the sword and moved to strike one down, that it would not dodge this time.
Before I could pull back it reached up and caught the blade halfway into it’s downward arch. I knew I was in trouble but I did not have time to react as the moment it’s hand closed on the blade, a dark purplish lightening coursed from it’s fingers, down the sword and into my body. Pain slammed into me and I felt myself land hard on my knees as cries of agony escaped my lips. I tried to let go of the sword, but it was if my body was not my own to command, my vision was starting to gray when a voice cut through the screams.
“That’s enough.”
The creature let go, the lightening coming to a halt as the sword finally slipped from my fingers, landing on the floor with a loud clatter. In a daze I looked at the four facing me, wondering who had spoken before I collapsed onto my side, next to the sword, too weak and nauseated to move. At that moment the creatures parted and Jim’s father came forward. He shook his head upon seeing me and sighed.
“We warned you not to do anything foolish. I was right though; you can see them, can’t you?”
I could do nothing more than stare at him, my mind still trying to understand just what had happened.
“Let me put it to you another way, if you answer, I’ll be lenient and Jim won’t be punished for your foolishness this time. So I’ll say it again, you can see them can’t you?”
I tried to speak and found my throat was too abused from the screaming so I simply nodded my head to indicate that I could.
“Excellent, now bring her, but be careful, I still need her alive.”
I could not resist when the creatures moved to pick me up, I could only recoil within my mind at the disgust I felt when they touched me. It was if I weighed nothing as one placed my right arm over it’s shoulders and another my left. To my surprise my shoulder did not start bleeding again, but that thought was lost as I tried to pay attention to where they were taking me.
They followed Jim’s father as he took me down several flights of stairs, my feet dragging on the floor as I couldn’t seem to get my body to cooperate and move. Before long they finally came to a room with a table in the center that uncomfortably reminded me of a medieval ritual chamber, a thought that was further reinforced by the creatures placing me on the table on my back.
The feeling of fear I had been feeling became even more profound as they forced my arms above my head and fastened them down, moving to do the same to my feet as well. This has got to be some sort of sick nightmare, I thought in a panic as the skeletal creatures moved to stand guard by the door leading into the room as Jim’s father came over and stood next to the table I was strapped to. But no matter how hard I tried to shake it… I couldn’t wake up!
